Chapter 1588

Zhuo Wen was pulled away like the stars holding the moon, while mu chenxue was surrounded by women led by Feng Xiyao. Among them, Mo Yan Wushang and butterfly dance went up to join the fun and dressed mu chenxue with a smile.

About a few hours later, Feng Xiyao smiled and said in a loud voice, "the bride is ready. How is the groom preparing?"

"It's better for the bridegroom. It's time to carry the bride in a sedan chair." long Xiaotian shouted.

Feng Xiyao lightly touched her head and waved her sleeve robe. She took out a flower sedan with a hexagon on the top and helped mu chenxue into the flower sedan.

The sedan chair is surrounded by countless flames. These flames keep rolling and turn into flying phoenix virtual shadows. Relying on these Phoenix virtual shadows, the sedan chair is reborn and suspended in the air.

"Little black!"

Zhuo Wen stood on the top of a mountain, his eyes fell on the flower sedan bathing in the fire, and summoned a huge Taiyou holy dragon.

The Taiyou holy dragon is so huge that it almost blocks out the sun. I saw the Taiyou holy dragon roar up and rush straight into the sky.

Ouch!

On the nine days, the Taiyou holy dragon threw its tail, and the roaring wind roared. The empty space collapsed completely.

The rosy clouds suspended above the nine days, like meteors, fell downward and sank from thousands of miles high to thousands of meters high.

Zhuo Wen roared, his chest was full of pride, jumped into the huge body of Taiyou holy dragon, and his right hand poked out of the void. The power of the void law was brought into full play.

At that time, the void above the nine days was distorted and collapsed by Zhuo Wen, and the countless stars in the sky were slowly sinking due to the distortion of the void. It seemed that at this moment, the stars all over the sky fell from the sky and were so close to the ground.

"What's the matter? The rosy clouds suspended above the nine days have sunk? The stars all over the sky have fallen, and the earth seems to be shaking violently. What's the matter?"

Nine days of rosy clouds fell and stars fell all over the sky. The whole earth of the Arctic was shocked by this huge movement.

All the countless creatures living in the Arctic looked up at the sky. They saw that in the endless clouds and surrounded by the stars, a figure like a god like devil walked through the clouds and stars step by step.

On the snow mountain and snow palace, Yuan Zhibai raised her head, and her beautiful eyes fell on the figure shuttling between the clouds and stars, revealing a complex color.

"It's said that Zhuo Wen came for mu chenxue, the saint of the burning sect, in the battle of burning the sky city. Although the battle ended with the victory of the dragon family, mu chenxue's memory gradually disappeared and his soul collapsed because of his distraction."

"He came to my ice palace to take xuanjing ice soul, all for the sake of Mu chenxue!"

Looking at the figure dressed in the bridegroom's wedding dress, Yuan Zhibai doesn't know. What does Zhuo Wen want to do at the moment?

He wanted to marry the woman he loved most at the last moment. Even though the woman was afraid that her soul might collapse at the next moment, he still didn't regret his decision.

"Is there really such sincere love in the world?"

I don't know why, when I saw Zhuo Wen who was stepping on the nine sky clouds, carrying the stars and planning to marry mu chenxue, Yuan Zhibai's icy face began to soften.

Her heart, which had been frozen, seemed to be touched at this moment.

Once she no longer believed in love, at this moment, she got a different affirmative answer in front of the heroic man.

Eech!

The flame burned to the sky, and the flame around the sedan became stronger and stronger. Finally, it turned into a phoenix reborn from the fire. The Phoenix spread its wings and flew into the sky.

The sedan chair slowly flew up to the sky, to the endless clouds, the stars, and the lonely figure in the center of the clouds and stars.

Zhuo Wen stood quietly in the void and stared at the sedan chair slowly. He smiled like a child.

After many hardships and difficulties, Zhuo Wen finally realized his original heroic oath on this day.

Today, he came to marry mu chenxue with nine days of rosy clouds and stars.

Feng Xiyao came to long Xiaotian and snuggled gently in front of long Xiaotian's chest. Feng Xiyao looked at the figure standing proudly between heaven and earth in the sky. The fog lingered in Feng Xiyao's eyes, some choked and said, "Xiao Tian, look, our Zhuo Wen finally grew up. I saw that he found his beloved woman and held the most romantic wedding with Xia Yun and stars."

"But, but such a moment is really short. I really want to keep looking at the smile on Zhuo Wen's face. This is the first time in so many days that I have seen him smile and laugh so happily!"

Long Xiaotian hugged Feng Xiyao tightly, but didn't answer, because he knew that any words had become pale at the moment, and he didn't know what to say. Therefore, the only thing he could do now was to hold Feng Xiyao tightly, silently look at all this, silently pray and bless Zhuo Wen in his heart.

"On such a festive day, how can there be less festive music? Wushang, let's play some songs." Lv Hantian suddenly smiled at Mo Yan Wushang around him.

"Yes!"

Mo Yan Wushang nodded gently, took out the zither, fiddled back and forth on the strings, and played the music of the wedding banquet.

Although playing a festive rhythm, Mo Yan Wushang was sad, and tears fell involuntarily.

"Sorry!" Mo Yan Wushang sobbed.

Canaan, Gaza, Mo Lingtian and others fell into silence. Even the most active LV Hantian stopped talking.

Although this is the day of Zhuo Wen's great joy, there are thick clouds in everyone's hearts, because they know that today is the deadline for mu chenxue's memory.

Zhuo Wen walked slowly to the sedan and lifted the curtain, while Zhuo Wen's eyes fell into the sedan, and his eyes were filled with amazing colors.

The Phoenix bun reveals the temples, lightly sweeps the eyebrows, and the eyes contain spring. The skin is as fine as warm jade, and the soft light is as greasy as greasy. The small cherry mouth is not red and charming as drops. The two strands of hair on the cheek gently brush the face with the wind, adding a bit of attractive style. The flexible eyes rotate wisely, a bit naughty and naughty. They are in a fiery red dress, and the willow waist is slim and not full of grip. They are perfect, It's too beautiful to eat fireworks.

Maybe he saw the hot eyes projected by Zhuo Wen. The beautiful eyes of the woman in the sedan chair were slightly inclined, and her peach cheeks were red, like a ripe red apple. Zhuo Wen couldn't help taking a bite.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. Look at the city and the country!"

Looking at the beautiful woman in the sedan chair, Zhuo Wen couldn't help thinking of such a poem.

Mu chenxue is absolutely the kind of peerless beautiful woman who admires the country and the city. She is a peerless beauty loved by countless men at first sight.

Zhuo Wen knew that he could marry such a beautiful woman in front of him, which was definitely the blessing of his third generation.

"Chen Xue, you are so beautiful..."

Zhuo Wen held back for a long time and finally said such a sentence. Somehow, when Zhuo Wen really met such a thing as marriage, he actually felt nervous and even incoherent.

In Zhuo Wen's concept, marriage is a lifelong event. If he chooses, he will have no regrets, but at the same time, he is also extremely nervous.

Looking at Zhuo Wen's nervous appearance, mu chenxue chuckled, her jade hand stretched out, her beautiful eyes were white, and she said, "don't you help me up yet, do you want me to sit in the flower sedan?"

"Oh! OK."

Zhuo Wen giggled and held the slender jade hand. Perhaps it was too hard. Mu chenxue threw himself directly into Zhuo Wen's arms.

Mu chenxue didn't even react. Zhuo Wen's hoarse voice sounded in her ear: "chenxue, will you marry me? I vowed to marry you. I want to know that this is not my wishful thinking."

Mu chenxue's peach cheeks were crimson. Finally, he nodded his head and said, "you don't dislike me. Why should I be indecisive? Just, today is the last day?"

Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen slowly raised his head and looked into the sky. He found that the night had begun to fall, and the scorching sun hanging in the sky had fallen down the mountain. His eyes showed a trace of sadness.

"Go and meet my parents and my grandfather!" Zhuo Wen said with a smile.

Then he pulled mu chenxue to fall in front of long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao, and Zhuo Wen's grandfather long xiangding was also there.

"Father, mother and grandpa, please preside over this wedding for us today."

Zhuo Wen took mu chenxue on his knees and said to long Xiaotian, Feng Xiyao and long xiangding.

"Ha ha! Well, I'll preside over the wedding. I have no regrets to see my grandchildren get married and start a business in my lifetime."

Long xiangding smiled and came to Zhuo Wen and mu chenxue.

"The peach is young and bright. It's appropriate for your son to return home. Today, Zhuo Wen is willing to marry mu chenxue. He will hold the hand of his son and grow old with his son. He will never leave and never give up for a long time."

Long xiangding looked very serious and continued: "today, heaven and earth have lessons. Your parents are the evidence. You two are married. The sun and the moon can learn."

After saying that, Zhuo Wen took mu chenxue and worshipped heaven and earth, long Xiaotian, Feng Xiyao and long xiangding, and the couple worshipped three times.

"You will be my wife in the future. I would like to guard you from generation to generation and never leave!"

Zhuo Wen hugged mu chenxue and murmured softly, while mu chenxue leaned against Zhuo Wen's chest and nodded gently.

In order not to disturb Zhuo Wen and mu chenxue, long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao asked others to leave here. Soon, only Zhuo Wen and mu chenxue were left on the top of the mountain.

"Can I still see the sunrise tomorrow?"

Mu chenxue leaned against Zhuo Wen's chest, as if in a low voice.

"Yes, you can!"

Zhuo Wen's nose is a little sour and holds mu chenxue tightly. It seems that otherwise, the beauty in his arms will disappear.